Grand Hunt
I said a silent prayer for it and then sank my teeth into its throat, ripping its jugular and silencing it, all before it could make a sound.
I said another prayer and backed away from the bleeding corpse, wanting to retch. That was probably why I didn’t hear him until it was too late. The wolf slammed into me, making me tumble down a slope. Before I could get up, the wolf was on me, it’s teeth at my neck. All I could think over the erratic pounding of my heart was ‘Well, karma’s a bitch’.
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